1st place for Tita and if you read it I’m sure you’ll see why…
Tita Kanjanapas 10W Samui KS4/Senior Studies Winner
You there. Yes you! What do you think you’re doing here? Really, imagine being in school at this ungodly hour. Forgot your bag say? Well go and get it then! Kids these day I really shou –whats that? What am I doing here? How rude, I am the janitor of course. You’ve never seen me before. Well. You’re just unobservant then aren’t you? Honestly, Patana kids are a snobbish lot nowadays aren’t they. Not at all like they were in the past, ah yes, those were the days; the days when the glory of the Samet house rained down upon the school hallways and –eh? Yes there is. There has always been a Samet house. No there are five...well, were five. Old minds like mine don’t forget things like that…That is a very good question. What didn’t happen when Samet house was around? Bless, they were magnificent. They wore their wonderful purple shirts to scho –yes there was. They had their own special shirt made just for them. Don’t interrupt me child. Now, where was I. Ah yes, did you know houses used to be selective? There was a hat see. A hat that –no it didn’t talk silly. Hats don’t talk. Harry who? Don’t be silly now. The hat measured the size of your head. The largest heads were always the smartest, therefore were always contested over by Phuket and Samui house. The narrowest heads were the athletes…why? Aerodynamics child! Doesn’t school teach you anything? Then the flat ones were artistic ones. These were always sought by Chang house. However it was Samet house that always picked first. They say Billigan, the head of Samet house had a deal with the principle, Norwin. They had a calculation for the perfect head shape that procured them legends, year after year. After a while the other houses got jealous. How could they not? Samets got the best grades, they dominated the sports teams, they wrote symphonies. Bless, they were a polite lot too, always picking up trash and recycling. What happened next could only be described as criminal. The heads of the other house decided to poison the Samet’s water! And yes, they had their own water. They only drank mineral water imported from France. Kill them? Good god no! Don’t you think a couple hundred dead bodies would be hard to hide? What the poison did was make them old, just old enough so that they couldn’t go to school. Each child had a massive growth spurt, until the school had to kick them out. The board feared government intervention and banned people from talking about it. They punished houses by preventing them from choosing their students. Billigan was devastated by the loss of his legends and swore to remain at the school, hidden, until the time was right for Samet house to rise again. Now child, you must go. Your mother must be waiting. My name? Well…since you listened so well. You may call me Bill.
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